So, I guess I can say that I’m consistent at being inconsistent, right? Is there any scenario where that’s a good quality and not a character flaw? I don’t have any excuses for not blogging in 11 months. Actually, I have buckets of excuses, but that’s all they are. All I can say for sure is that we moved and it was a huge deal for me and it seems like last week, not last December. Maybe I need a therapist because every time I think about the move, I feel like crying. On the other hand; every time I think about where we are, in both time and space, I smile. For now, I’ll just stick with the smiling. We’ve got so much to smile about these days.

We are in love with the house we bought in Seattle. Even though it’s tiny. Really tiny. Tiny. I’ve embraced it as a challenge…figuring out how to really live in a small house after living in a more sprawling space. Note that I said “challenge”, not “race”. Anyway, we’re making progress. And I think we’ve convinced the girls that the previous owner’s cat door to the basement is not a laundry shoot. That’s what we get for our temporary stay in a fancy house with a laundry shoot… Seriously; nothing like figuring out the reason the door to the basement stairs won’t open is because there is a giant mountain of dirty kid clothes on the other side of it.

I have so much to share…I’m taking pictures with the good camera again…reconnecting with old friends…teaching others how to do what I LOVE to do…neighbors we truly like…a school everyone is happy with…an awesome part-time job…still no need for before or after school kid care (yay)…seeing family more than annually…lots and lots of crafting.

It’s happening.